Virtue is Abundant

"I thought you had escaped, and I thought it was interesting, and I planned to play a hunting game with you."

Satan grinned.

He stood in the middle of the long street, with Wu Xiaode in front and Xia Salamander behind.

The surrounding mist surged like smoke waves.

Satan didn't care.

He moved his body lightly, and said in a low voice: "There should be another me in this world, but you are the one who is fighting me now, that is to say, you got rid of him?"

"He has his own affairs, and your decisive battle has to be postponed - first win and I will talk about it." Wu Xiaode said.

Satan was silent for a while, and suddenly applauded:

"Although it's a trivial skill, it deserves a little applause - because if you say that, I have to consider whether I still have the strength to deal with another me after fighting you."

"Or do you want to escape? But there is no chance." Wu Xiaode gestured.

Xia Xun smiled lightly, stretched out his small hand and pressed it in the air.

Wisps of electric current emanated from her hands, covering the entire street in an instant.

Space disorder!

From now on, no one can use the technique of space to escape from the current world!

However, Satan just glanced at it lightly, then withdrew his gaze, and said slowly:

"Continuing to lock this space requires the continuous release of a large amount of soul power. You lock me here, and you will be the only one who will fight with me next—"

There was a little sarcasm in his eyes:

"Do you really think that with your little ability, you can defeat me?"

"No wonder you went to hell back then." Wu Xiaode said with a smile.

"Oh? What's your opinion?" Satan asked.

"The world is changing very quickly, but you are still looking at things from the perspective of the past - arrogance will bring you bitter fruit." Wu Xiaode said.

Two bronze demon gods stood behind him.

A spirit was attached to him.

And Ying Yuan Dao, which is constantly infused with soul power.

pity--

Satan cannot see them.

He quietly listened to Wu Xiaode's words, his face darkened.

"Pretty strange."

"You left the City of the Holy Name, and I chased after you, but you said that I looked at things from the perspective of the past. I have reason to think that you are a psychopath—but these are not important anymore."

"You will die in my hands now, and then your soul will be absorbed by me, absorbing everything in it, including your power of death."

The voice fell.

Satan suddenly disappeared from where he was.

So fast!

Wu Xiaode's pupils shrank suddenly, and his hands suddenly waved afterimages.

Then Satan appeared in front of him, fist to fist, palm to palm, and confronted him head-on.

After a series of crackling sounds, Satan stepped back several meters.

The killing breath on his body has risen:

"The iron wire fist of the human race? It's too old and outdated. Watch me break your fist, peel your tendons, tear your bones, and tell you what a fist is."

Before Wu Xiaode could speak, the old voice sounded in his heart:

"What a big tone, a mere winged birdman who has no money to pay the rent and was kicked out of heaven, dare to say that he wants to break my fist?"

This tone is full of strong murderous intent.

"Xiao Wu, can I play for a while?" Zu Ling sneered.

What else can Wu Xiaode say?

This master is offended!

"Okay, senior; please, senior." He said respectfully.

The next moment.

"I don't even bother to learn your boxing skills!"

With a roar, Satan kicked his feet off the ground and rushed up again.

Wu Xiaode's momentum changed suddenly, he opened his fists on the spot, and said with a sneer:

"You bastard with long hair on your back, grandpa will teach you an iron fist today."

The two met suddenly.

Wu Xiaode suddenly raised his breath and shouted angrily: "Kill!"

This sound was like a thunderbolt, and a huge sound wave burst out of his mouth, shattering all the glass on both sides of the street.

The sound waves were mixed with shock waves like invisible giant waves, spreading in all directions.

"Well……"

Xia Xun frowned, changed his hands from one hand to another, and continued to maintain the blockade of the space.

A streak of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

She who was hundreds of meters away was hurt by this sound, not to mention Satan in the field!

He kept punching his fist and stood still, trying his best to slow down from the huge sonic damage.

It's a pity that he only has 40 points of soul power, so he can't wake up for a while.

Wu Xiaode rolled up his sleeves leisurely, and said unhurriedly:

"The whole set of iron wire fist has a total of six strength methods, which are rushing, collapsing, throwing, grinding, hammering, and the last iron hand blocking the river."

He stood on the spot, with crackling sounds of muscles and bones all over his body, his aura continued to rise, and his arms protruded with twisted veins like snakes.

"It only takes one move to kill you."

While speaking, he closed his eyes, clenched his hands into fists, stacked them together, placed them in front of Satan, and stopped moving.

The world fell silent.

Satan was trembling all over, desperately trying to slow down from the sonic attack just now.

Time passed slowly.

finally--

"you……"

Satan exhaled loudly, trembled all over, and finally took control of his body again.

Almost at the same moment.

Wu Xiaode's fist hit Satan's head.

"Snapped!"

There was a crisp sound.

Satan's entire head turned into a mass of black shadows, and was instantly blown away, falling into a rain of blood while still in mid-air.

Only his headless corpse stood still.

"Aren't you going to break my iron fist? How are you going to break this punch?" Wu Xiaode said coldly.

He seemed to have noticed something, and suddenly he jumped forward and jumped seven or eight meters away.

At some point, Satan's headless corpse raised its hands and made a seal.

His voice sounded from his stomach:

"It was I who underestimated your boxing skills. To express my apology, I will let you die in the endless pain of hell."

A round of darkness quickly spread from the hands of the headless corpse, covering the entire block.

The summer salamander was blown away like an electric shock.

The darkness continued to spread, erode, and spread in all directions.

"The Art of the World Thirteen Hells."

The headless corpse gathered a ball of light from the darkness with a wave of its hand, turned into a head again, and placed it on its own neck.

Satan recovered as if he had never been hurt.

He even showed a cruel and ferocious smile at Wu Xiaode.

"Do you really think that 40 points of soul power can limit me? This is my natal law of karma, summoning thirteen levels of hell, assimilating the entire human world—"

"I will accept your soul, together with all living beings in this world."

"If you kill everyone like this, aren't you afraid that the prison will kill you?" Wu Xiaode shouted.

"Kill me? No, it only takes a few minutes for me to kill all of you. When the prison reacts, it will come to beg me—"

"Because everyone's soul is in my hands!"

Satan was full of murderous intent, and in the darkness around him, all kinds of strange ghosts gradually appeared.

He seemed to think of something, put on his fists again, grinned and said:

"Come on, let me see where the limit of Iron Wire Fist is. This time, I promise to tear your flesh and blood apart."

Wu Xiaode's voice suddenly became old:

"Your technique, in the final analysis, still belongs to the technique of heaven."

"No, this is my original hell world technique." Satan stopped his movements abruptly, and seriously argued.

"If there is no heaven, how can there be hell? Do you think that creating a complete opposite according to heaven is out of the scope of heaven? You are too young and too naive."

Wu Xiaode sneered.

Satan was stunned, and a more intense murderous intent quickly surged up on him.

"You nasty guy, I'll kill you right now."

In the boundless darkness all around, dense numbers of ghosts emerged quietly.

They hid in the dark shadows and rushed towards Wu Xiaode at an extremely fast speed.

Click.

A devil with one horn stepped on something while sneaking, and there was a slight sound under its feet.

It couldn't help but look down.

I saw a flat piece of gravel on the ground.

Stepping on the gravel, making a slight noise——

This is a very common thing, no one will care.

But the next moment——

There were dense and small sounds all around.

All the ghosts stepped on the gravel.

They all looked down.

Even Satan sensed something and looked down at the ground.

I saw that the flat and hard concrete floor had disappeared.

The ground is covered with messy and finely broken pebbles of unknown depth. These pebbles are long and short, wide and thin, and have different colors.

Wu Xiaode bent down, randomly picked up one of the countless small stones, and said:

"In the endless era, there was an overly powerful spirit. Because he had experienced too many things in the world, he could no longer remember the fate of the world, so he simply turned himself into endless rubble and fell asleep in the spirit world. "

"If you dare to disturb its slumber, or even step on a piece of gravel—"

"It's not easy to say what happens next."

The stone under the devil's feet suddenly cracked a gap.

White light flashed.

The devil is gone.

"Toy……"

A deep and magnificent voice sounded from deep underground.

In an instant, all the stones cracked a gap, sweeping away the monsters and darkness on the ground.

The streets are restored to a human world.

No more devils in sight.

Satan couldn't help taking a few steps back, and said in a low voice, "My world..."

"Take it to play." Wu Xiaode said lightly.

Book of the Dead.

I saw two lines of small cold characters floating on the page, motionless:

"The world of thirteen hells has come."

"The current thirteen hell worlds have been taken away and sealed, and will never appear in the human world again."

Wu Xiaode stood still.

Suddenly, two bronze hands appeared from the void, and they bumped into Satan's back together.

——Heaven, Earth and Human Emperor Fist, send off!

Satan was immediately sent flying, flying towards Wu Xiaode's direction.

Wu Xiaode opened his fists and said softly:

"Full strength."

Suddenly, two huge figures appeared on both sides of him.

Bronze Demon God!